As the night gradually became deeper, Ai Fei stretched his waist in front of the desk, opened the bedroom door, and prepared to wash his face. The voice of his parents talking came from the narrow passage. He asked himself that it was not the kind of pervert who eavesdropped on his parents' walls. However, the voices of the couple's conversation seemed to be getting louder and louder, and he couldn't help but listen: "... This is Xiao Ai Jun's intention to us. If he rejected him like this, it seems..." This is Ai Zhu Taro talking.

"Isn't it because my father wants to live in a wider house? Or don't talk about Xiao Aijun! In short, I don't want to separate from my current neighbors."

"Xiao Aijun also said that when we arrive in Mehei District, we can meet more new friends. Moreover, isn't a room with a larger area and a more comfortable living in a better condition than what we live now? Every winter, you have to look for suitable sticks to block the gaps in the windows. If you don't feel tired, I feel too cold!"

"…………can't you wait for a few more years? I…I think…” It is obvious that Ai Shizuko was convinced by her husband to a certain extent, but she felt a little reluctant.

"Actually, not only us, but also Kumamoto, who is in charge of mail, isn't Kumamoto, also planning to change his family's living environment after next year? And Kyukawa, who works at Ueno Station..."

Hearing this, Ai Fei's heart moved, and he didn't care about anything else, so he walked over and knocked on the door a few times: "Can you come in?"

"Ah..." The quarrel in the room stopped immediately: "Is it Xiao Aijun? Please come in."

"Then, I'll disturb you from rest." Ai Fei opened the door of the cross-division and walked into the bedroom. The parents might be preparing to rest. They were all wearing pajamas, with bedding and pillows on the tatami. Ai Zhu Taro held a cigarette with his broken left hand, making the room full of smoke. Ai Fei waved his hand and drove away the smoke: "Don't disturb you and your father's rest?"

"No." Ai Shiko is always so tolerant of her son: "Is there anything Xiao Ai Jun?"

"Yes. I'm sorry, I just heard the argument between you and dad. Mom, you don't have to consider whether it will cost a lot of money about the house. Since you can make money, why keep it all!"

"That's it. However, Xiao Aijun still has a lot in the future..."

"Mom, I came in to persuade you and dad to move to a new house. The house has been bought and you don't live there. Is it empty? I came here to ask you, are there many people in the Ueno District now preparing to change their own houses?"

"Eh?" The couple didn't expect their son to be interested in this matter, and they were a little stunned: "Uh...yes?" The two looked at each other: "It seems that many people are planning to sell their current houses and move out to live there."

"Well, if you say this, real estate should be very popular soon." Ai Fei muttered to himself: "Mom, do you know that their houses have been sold now? Or, if you and Dad move out, what are you going to do with the house we live in now? Should you sell it or continue to be the same as it is?"

"We... my father and I haven't discussed this matter yet. Why, is Xiao Aijun very interested in this matter?"

"Of course! Of course I am interested." Ai Fei stood up suddenly and took a few steps on the tatami: "Mom, do you know? Among all the products that humans need, only land cannot be manufactured. So, in the future, Japan's land will increase significantly, and the prospect of value-added is beyond your imagination! For example, the house we are buying now, the price of a square foot is 650 yen, and after a few years... No, it may only take a year. With the rapid takeoff of Japan's economy, the price of real estate will rise in geometric figures! God, as long as I seize such an opportunity, it is not a dream to become the richest man in Japan! And what I need now..."

Obviously, Ai Fei was immersed in the beautiful blueprint he knitted for himself, but he didn't pay attention. Both his parents' faces changed: "Xiao Ai Jun? Xiao Ai Jun!?"

"Hmm? What?"

"What’s wrong with you?"

"I'm fine." Ai Fei shook his head: "Mom and Dad, I need your help."

"Amamiya, ask Fuji Takeuchi to come to my office." Before the person could sit down, Ai Fei gave the order.

Yumiya Iko was startled and hurriedly agreed to run out. Soon, she and Fuji walked into the office one after another: "Mr. President, are you calling me?"

"Yes. Fujikun, how much money can be used on the company's books?"

"...You have a very important role?" Seeing that Ai Fei's face was wrong, Fuji calmed down: "If it is not included in the contract amount that will be collected in the next few days, there will be about 54.39 million yuan."

"In addition to the payment of year-end bonuses and one double-paying expense for each person, all the money must be signed by me to withdraw. Anyone, remember, no one can use it. Do you understand?"

"Mr. President, can I know why?"

"If there is no big surprise, I will make a relatively large investment in the next year. It is in real estate. You only need to know that you can. Also, in the future, all the funds that have arrived will be sent to me for a review and then deposited into the company's account."

"Hi Yi! I understand. But..." Fuji Takeuchi believed that as a manager, it was necessary to care about his boss's investment: "Mr. President, do you think we can do real estate?"

"No, we don't do real estate. All we do is to collect as much wasteland as possible without a master, or in other words, the government has not begun to notice. Of course, even if there is a master, there is no need to worry. We can buy it and wait for the government or the official real estate industry to notice it before selling it."

"You mean, we don't do formal real estate, but just hoard the land in our own hands? Mr. President, I think it's necessary to remind you that doing so will greatly take up our liquidity."

"It won't be as much as you imagined. And, if my estimate is not wrong, the land in Tokyo will have a sign of recovery from around the 27th of Showa. At the latest by the end of that year, our investment will be recovered with capital and interest! Even as you said, we can also borrow from banks. Do you think that with the current reputation among the school children's club among readers and the response in the market, loans will be a difficult thing?"

"Since you have made complete preparations and considerations, as the company's executive manager, what I can do seems to be just executing your orders?"

"It's totally correct!" Ai Fei snapped his fingers suddenly: "This is exactly what I need you to do."

When Fuji Takeuchi's footsteps disappeared into the corridor, Arimiya Iko walked up to him: "Mr. President, do you need money?"

"Hmm? What? Ah, yes, in the future, I may need money very much." Ai Fei answered her, then lowered his head.

"As your secretary, I have no right to ask about your investment. But, Mr. President, if...thing is not as you expect, then..."

Ai Fei put down his brush for the second time and raised his head: "Don't worry. Yugong, the appreciation space of housing prices is larger than you think. I have made a decision on this shop! After all, there are many things that others are unwilling to do, and they are unwilling to do. People always need to do it? Since the country does not do it, I will do it for the sake of it."

“Eh?”

"No, you don't need to understand, just know that the money will be used where it must be."

"Understood."

The Hirota family welcomed two noble guests. It was said that they were noble, but it was just the feeling of Hirota and Madam. After all, when his daughter Xiaoke was sick, wasn’t Ai Jun’s family who paid for them to send the child to the hospital for treatment? Every time they met Ai Shikiko or Ai Zhu Taro, the two of them always expressed their gratitude in person again and again. The Ai couple advised him several times, but the other party didn’t listen at all. There was no way. Every time they saw Hirota and his wife, they had to walk around, as if they saw the creditor. As for visiting Hirota family, there were fewer and fewer people.

This time, I don’t know why, but the couple actually came to their home together. Kuotian’s wife didn’t care about thinking and quickly came out: “You are here? Welcome!”

"Will you not disturb me?"

"No, no. Hey, the child's father, Tarokun and Madam Yukiko are here."

"Hi Yi!" Hitan agreed and ran out of the entrance: "It's rude!" He took the gift box that Ai Shiko was carrying and let the two of them into the living room: "Please sit, please sit. I'll pour tea."

Taro Aizhu and Hirota were not only neighbors, but also colleagues from the Montenegro Steel Company. He knew that he was a little afraid of it. He usually did things like reception in such scenes, so he didn't care. He sat straight on the tatami and chatted with Hirota: "Is Xiaohe's health better?"

"Hi Yi!" Mrs. Hotan knelt down on the tatami seriously: "The last time Xiaohe was sick, thanks to your help and Xiao Aijun, I really thank you!"

"Nothing." Aizhu Taro waved his hand in a big way: "Does he watch the child get sick if he is capable? Well, madam, you don't need to thank you again and again, so Yukiko and I don't even dare to meet you."

"It seems like I'm afraid of seeing debt collection." Ai Shizuko teased next to her, and everyone burst into laughter.

Jutian walked out of the kitchen with a tray: "How is Xiao Aijun doing recently? He seems to rarely see him at home? He always wants to express his gratitude to him in person, but he has never seen him. It's a pity!"

“There are so many things in his company…”

Mrs. Hirotian suddenly interrupted: "Xiao Aijun is really amazing! She is so young that she has become the president of the company. Hello, Talangjun, you should learn from Xiao Aijun!"

Everyone laughed again, and Taro Aizhu scratched his head awkwardly: "Originally, Ai Jun was planning to ask me to work in his company, but he just thought... he refused. Now it seems that it was a wrong decision!"

"Hey? Can't you mention it to Xiao Aijun again?"

"Of course I can mention it, but I didn't know Xiao Aijun's opinion, so I let it go for the time being."

Several people chatted for a few moments, and Ai Xizi blinked: "Hotianjun, I heard that you and your wife are going to move out?"

"Hey... Hey. I was originally planning to start this next year, but in the company now... Tarojun also knows that for some employees in need, they will provide certain subsidies for salary and labor. Moreover, the house I live in now will leak when it rains, so I plan to implement this matter within the year."

"So...what is the replaced house? Are you planning to be empty or sold?"

"It's still empty for the time being. Wait until you use the money, and then sell it. Why, Mrs. Yukiko is concerned about this...?"

"That's right. Xiao Aijun told me that if he can, he wants to buy the house you live in now."

“Eh?”

"Hi Yi. He hasn't told us what to do..." Ai Xiko blushed: "But he just said that he had lived in Ueno District for a long time and had a deep affection for the land here and his neighbors. If possible, he wanted to build the office building of the schoolchild club here in the future. Of course, he had to wait until the company's development was more promising."

"So that?" Hirotian and his wife looked at each other, and both saw each other's doubts: Is there enough place to build an office building here? And what should the other neighbors do? The couple pondered for a moment: "This matter... Ai Jun, can we consider it?"

"Hi Yi! Of course," Ai Xizi nodded: "Not only that, but according to Xiao Ai Jun's opinion, if you are willing to sell the spare house to him, I am willing to acquire it at 120% of the market price. That is to say, it is 20% more than the highest market value you can get. I hope you and your wife can think carefully about it."

Jutian and his wife agreed timidly, and several people started chatting again.
Chapter completed!